That's me (slacker), with relation to this blog. Just haven't been inspired to type anything here, and rather than babble aimlessly, mindlessly and other -essly words, I just have opted not to stop in. I know, I decided long ago I don't have to make excuses when I don't post here. It's my blog and I post whenever I feel like it. But just now realizing that I only posted nine times in January and only four times in February, well, I'm feeling slightly slacker-esque. In a "I don't feel guilty about it, just noticing a trend" sort of way.

We've been doing a lot of organizing and house cleaning and stuff at home of late. My living room actually looks so nice, sans the piles of stuff that had decided to move in there. I feel like I've been living an episode of "Mission Organization," that show on HGTV, lately. Self-induced and not to say that a lot of my stuff wasn't already really organized. No, actually, my endeavors the past month and a half have been re-organization. Putting stuff into places that make more sense. Getting rid of stuff I no longer need or use. I always get like this around this time of year, and I embrace it fully, because whatever I do now will have to get me through until this time next year.

I've been doing a LOT of reading lately. Which is a total favorite thing of mine to do, but I've managed to read all kinds of goodies (most of them pretty fluffy and lightweight, but this time of year, that's what I crave): this, this, this, this this, and the one I couldn't put down, High Crimes.

Yeah, click through to that last one. I'm a moutaineering/Everest junkie who has never done, nor harbors any secret desire to do, anything remotely like mountain climbing. I like to watch educational shows about and read books about this topic in the comfort and warmth of my home. I've been into this for years -- and I think my friends probably think I'm a little bit nuts for liking this stuff when I don't actually DO it. I'm more of an armchair mountaineer, really. I have to read "Into Thin Air" every year when it's cold outside -- it's my own little thing that I do when the temps start a'droppin' and the snow starts a'fallin'.

Well, imagine my complete and utter shock to find out that my music soulmate, Cathy Z, is also more than just a little bit obsessed with Everest and mountain climbing like I am. She too harbors no plans to EVER climb. After we both freaked out mightily (and decided we had to be separated at birth) for having this quite odd fascination in common (as if Neil Finn and scrapbooking weren't already enough) -- because, truly, I've never met another person with whom I can discuss this topic and who loves it like I do -- well, I sat back and wondered if any of my readers were into mountains too.

Anyone?